no more and yet still so much
closing out a horrible summer with a much needed road trip and some new friends
a photo venture?
well
really, just accepting that 20 has been an age for not accepting the romanticized mess i am allowing myself to grow into. you know, the type to wear a 2 dollar slip from the salvation army and a gaggle of cheap costume jewelry that leaves behind green rings as an after thought.
i think my keyboard was switched because i am typing one key to the left and have to keep correcting myself.
oh! yes, before i forget-
why dont you call me when you drink too much anymore?
i've missed that part of you.
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